“Tell me,” Peggy whispered softly, running her hand through her sister’s silky blonde hair.
“I can’t!” Arlene wailed, the sound tortured. “I just can’t!”
Peggy held her sobbing sister again, caressing her soft hair and down her back, letting Arlene cry it out. Her hand wandered lower, and she felt the rise of her sister’s hip. She felt, too, the trembling against her, heard a quick intake of breath against her tit.
“Peggy,” Arlene said in gulping, sobbing, softness. “When we were young, I… remember how sometimes we had to sleep in the same bed?”
“I remember,” Peggy said.
It had not happened often, but sometimes Arlene would sneak into bed with her at night, cuddling warmly.
“I used to… oh, I’m so ashamed!”
“It’s okay, Arlene,” Peggy soothed. “It’s okay.”
“No, it isn’t! Peggy, I can’t keep it to myself any longer. I’ve got to tell you.”
“Then tell me,” Peggy urged.
“You’re going to hate me,” Arlene whispered. “You’re going to really hate me, I know.”
“No, I won’t,” Peggy assured her sister.
Peggy waited, stroking her sister, sliding her palm up and down her back and side, touching her hip lightly.
“I used to…” Arlene drew in a deep breath. “It was so nice being close to you in that narrow bed. I loved to feel you next to me. You were so warm and comforting. One time, I… oh, Peggy, I touched you!”
“Touched me? Where?”
“On your… between your legs,” Arlene sobbed pitifully.
Surprise showed in Peggy’s eyes. She hadn’t known that.
“I wanted to touch… to feel you, and you were sleeping and I lifted your gown real careful, and touched you between your legs. You had panties on, but I could feel how hot it was and… I rubbed you a little.”
Peggy felt herself responding to her sister’s confession. She had not know her sister was so sensual. It seemed there was a lot she had not known about Arlene. Apparently they both had done the same things with boys, both wanting them, both waiting until they were married to get fucked. And now Arlene wasn’t having orgasms with her second husband, and she needed to orgasm desperately. That part Peggy could understand very well.
“Peggy?” she asked softly. “Did you like it, touching me, I mean?”
“Oh, yes!” Arlene mewled. “I loved it, Peggy! You felt so different than boys, so soft and hot and… I put my hands inside your panties another time, and felt the soft hair and… and even… you know, rubbing your clitoris. You wiggled and I was afraid you were going to wake up, but you didn’t. I wanted to stick my finger inside you, and work it in and out, but I was afraid to.”
Peggy kept stroking her sister. She felt Arlene’s arms wrap about her back, hugging tightly, burying her face against her tits. Now that it was out, Arlene wasn’t crying, but talking almost calmly about it.
“Onetime, you didn’t have your panties on,” Arlene said, “and I lifted the sheet and looked at it. You were so beautiful there, the lips pink and moist, with hair curling. I’m blonde, and you aren’t, and I thought it was so pretty, the most beautiful thing ever. Peggy, I wanted to kiss it for you!”
“Kiss it?” Peggy asked, her mind spinning. “Oh, Peggy, I wanted to put my face down there and kiss it so much! I wanted to taste you and…”
“Arlene, you really did?” Peggy asked softly. “You really wanted to kiss me there, taste my…”
“Yes, taste your pussy, Peggy!”
“Oh, God!” Peggy moaned, feeling her cunt throb inside her panties. She hugged her sister tightly. “Why didn’t you?”
“I was afraid you’d wake up, find my face there, and hate me forever.”
Peggy’s pulses were pounding, her body shaking. Her cunt was very juicy now, her clit painfully erect.
She pushed her sister back a ways, staring into her eyes long and hard. “And you fantasize about it now?”
Arlene nodded her head. “All the time, wishing now I had kissed you there. And other things… oh, Peggy, I think about Henry and Ted and… I’m so ashamed, Peggy!”
“Ted? Henry! You fantasize about my son, your son, too?”
“God, yes! All the time, and it’s driving me crazy, Peggy!”
Peggy decided immediately.
With a smile, she pushed her sister back until Arlene was sitting on the couch, her tear-strained face flushed, showing an excited embarrassment. “Maybe I should go now, Peggy.”
“Later, Arlene,” Peggy whispered, her voice very throaty.
With slow and deliberate motions, she slipped her skirt up her thighs. Arlene’s eyes followed, wide and hot. With her skirt about her hips, Peggy opened her slim thighs, exposing her wispy panties to her sister.
“You’ve gotten me excited, Arlene. Look, see how wet you’ve made me, saying you wanted to kiss it.”
Arlene was hardly breathing as she stared between Peggy’s smooth legs. Peggy had nylons on, attached to a garter belt, and the smooth, soft flesh above the nylons fascinated Arlene.
“Kiss it now, Arlene,” Peggy said softly. “Kiss me there now.”
“Oh, Peggy!” Arlene slipped from the couch to her knees, sliding her warm hands up her sister’s thighs, around her hips, pushing the skirt to Peggy’s waist. She gazed at the triangle of matted dark pussy hair, at the wetness of the panties. “Oh, Peggy! So lovely, so beautiful!”
“Kiss my pussy, Arlene!” Peggy gasped, scooting her ass to the edge of the coffee table. She placed her hand on the back of her sister’s head, urging her face between her thighs. “Kiss my cunt, Arlene!”
“Ahhhh, yes, yes!” Arlene sobbed, inhaling the delicate scent of her older sister’s cunt. “Oh, yes! I want to kiss it, kiss your cunt, taste it and lick it!”
Peggy pulled her sister’s face into her crotch. Arlene whimpered as her mouth brushed at the panties and she gave a cry as she closed her lips upon Peggy’s pussy. Peggy gasped as she felt her sister’s tongue, sliding up and down the drenched crotch of her panties. She lifted one leg and draped it over Arlene’s shoulder. Arlene sucked at her panties, tasting the juices.
“Move my panties out of the way,” Peggy hissed shortly.
Arlene hooked her finger into Peggy’s panties, pulling the wet crotch wide. With a soft hiss of pleasure, she buried her mouth into the soft hair-trimmed cunt, sucking at the puffy cuntlips.
It was faster than Peggy liked, but she understood her sister’s eagerness and said nothing. She pushed her cunt tight at Arlene’s face, feeling her tongue lapping up and down the slit of her pussy. She held the back of Arlene’s head, trying to get those hot lips tighter upon her cunt, squirming her ass with heated desire.
Arlene wrapped her arms about Peggy’s hips, drawing the steamy cuntmeat into her mouth. “Ohhhh, stick your tongue in me, Arlene!”
Peggy pleaded. “Stick your tongue up my cunt and fuck me with it! Ooooh, that’s nice, Arlene! Suck my cunt, Arlene! Obhhh it’s been so long! Suck my pussy… eat me, Arlene! Make me come!”
Soft, wet, slurping sounds came from Peggy’s pussy as Arlene sucked and licked. The inquisitive tongue darted into her cunt, wiggling and sucking, then up around her inflamed clit. As Arlene sucked at her cunt Peggy cried out with rapture.
“Ohhhh, suck it hard, Arlene! Ahhhh, suck me off… suck my cunt and make me come, Arlene! Oooooh, so sweet! So fucking sweet! Tongue me… suck me… fuck me… ahhhh, you’re so good, Arlene!”
Peggy arched her ass, grinding her cunt into her sister’s hot, wet mouth. She whipped her ass about, and Arlene cupped the pantied ass cheeks, her fingers digging at the tight, shapely flesh, her tongue plunging in and out her cunt and swirling about her intensely inflamed clit. Peggy reared back, moaning softly as she began to grind her cunt furiously at her sister’s mouth.
“Ohhhh, eat me, eat me! Make me come, Arlene! Suck my cunt!”
Arlene was making soft wet sounds with her lips and ton
gue. Her eyes flashed up at her sister’s contorted face. She ran her fingers through titer soft, curly cunt hair, caressed Peggy’s hips and thighs. She moved one hand under Peggy’s blouse and slipped it inside her bra. She closed her hand around the firm tit, squeezing it, kneading it, stroking the rigid nipple. Her lips pulled hard upon Peggy’s clit, her tongue flicking against the sensitive tip. The tender bulge throbbed hotly. She drew back and glanced hotly at the pulsating, hairlined cunt lips, and swiped her tongue up and down the dripping pussy silt. The juices of Peggy’s cunt sent her into a shivering rapture.
“Ohhhh, Peggy!” she cried. “You taste wonderful? Oh, I could lick your pussy for hours! Oh… this is so wonderful!”
Spreading Peggy’s cunt with her fingers, Arlene lapped her tongue into the steamy opening. Peggy whimpered softly as she felt her sister’s tongue delve into he satiny wetness of her cunt. She felt Arlene’s chin against the trembling cheeks of her ass and squeezed her silky thighs tightly about Arlene’s head, flexing them, her heels resting on her sister’s back.
Placing her palm tightly on the back of Arlene’s head, Peggy churned her pussy up and down.
“Ahhh, Arlene! Arlene!” she gurgled in a husky sound. “Ohhhh, that’s good, Arlene! God, that is so good! Ooooo, suck me right there! Oh, yes, that’s it! Ohhh, you’ll make me come, Arlene!”
Arlene, with a soft, low sob, thrust her tongue in and out of her sister’s juicy cunt, using her tongue like a cock. She tonguefucked fast and hard, and at the same time managed to lick the soft, satiny cunt walls and vibrating clit. She squeezed Peggy’s tit hard, the nipple boring into her palm. She pulled her other hand away from the soft cunt hairs and scooted it past Peggy’s hip. Peggy arched high, fucking her burning cunt on her sister’s mouth with wanton jerks of her hips. Arlene clutched a rounded cheek of Peggy’s ass and hung on tightly. Peggy began to buck and thrash about, almost falling from the coffee table.
“Oh, now!” Peggy sobbed. “God, do it now, Arlene!”
Arlene sucked in a frenzy, smearing her mouth about Peggy’s boiling, slippery cunt. Her face, from her nose to her chin, was dripping with the sweet juices. She was in heaven, eating and sucking and licking at her older sister’s pussy. Her own was bubbling deliciously, but coming herself wasn’t important, not at the moment. She was doing something with her sister she had wanted to do since they had been very young, and that was enough for her right now. Peggy, on the verge of orgasm, suddenly thrust her legs wide open, straining her cunt wildly into Arlene’s sucking mouth. She began to wail in a high-pitched sound, humping her dill up and down. Arlene rammed her tongue back and forth, fucking it as deep as she could into the boiling cunt. She dug her fingers into Peggy’s jerking ass, her other hand holding the swollen tit. Knowing Peggy was about to come, she lashed at the pussy with her tongue. The louder Peggy wailed, the more furiously Arlene sucked her cunt.
“Oooohh, yes!” Peggy screamed, the convulsions of her orgasm sending her body into shaking ecstasy. “I’m coming, Arlene! Ohhhh, make me come hard!”
Arlene felt Peggy’s cunt gripping her tongue with rippling spasms. She fucked her tongue deep, moaning softly with pleasure, letting her sister’s cunt suck and grab at it. She kept holding Peggy’s shaking ass and tit, her own eyes closed now. She was savoring the sensation of her tongue inside Peggy’s pussy, the hot taste of those juices. She kept her mouth buried there as the trembling slowed.
With a throaty breath, Peggy let her ass go back to the coffee table, her face radiant, glowing beautifully. Her eyes were closed, but a smile played over her face. Arlene, still on her knees, stroked Peggy’s smooth thighs, waiting and watching as her sister calmed down. She wasn’t sure of her feeling at the moment. Peggy, though, wasn’t in any rush to cover herself now that it was over. She sat there with her knees open, cunt showing, and trembled softly as the final spasms of ecstasy faded away. Then she opened her eyes, smiling down at her sister.
“Your face is wet, Arlene,” she said in a soft voice.
“It should be,” Arlene replied, slightly nervous now. “Look where I’ve had it.”
“Where you said you’ve wanted it since we were little girls,” Peggy said.
She ran her hand through Arlene’s lovely blonde hair, then moved her fingertips over the woman’s lips. She slipped the tip of her finger into her sister’s mouth. Arlene, with her eyes flexed on Peggy, parted her lips and sucked gently on the finger, her tongue twisting slowly on it. She slipped her mouth onto Peggy’s finger, taking it deeply, her eyes still staring into those of Peggy’s.
“Arlene, I loved it,” Peggy whispered, removing her finger. “It’s been a long time for me, too. You must have known.”
“I thought so, or suspected it, Peggy,” Arlene murmured, sitting up on the couch.
“There were little signs, hints, that you were this way. I just never paid enough attention, I guess.”
Peggy sat beside her sister, an arm over her shoulders. She tilted her sister’s chin, and tenderly kissed the pussywet lips.
“It was me that didn’t notice, Arlene,” Peggy said softly. “I had no idea you were… were…”
“I’m not a lesbian!” Arlene said quickly.
“No. I didn’t think you were,” Peggy said just as quickly.
“Then why have I wanted to do this to you all these years?”
“I don’t know,” Peggy said, hugging her sister. “I know you aren’t a lesbian, but I’d bet you’re a hot little thing, and need sex as much as I do. We’re both in the same situation, almost.”
Arlene put her head on Peggy’s shoulder, her palm resting on her thigh. “I’m so miserable, Peggy.”
CHAPTER THREE
It was obvious Arlene was miserable. As she caressed her sister, she wondered why it had taken so long for them to discover themselves. Each was hot-blooded, and apparently always had been, but concealed it. Still, as Arlene had said, there had been little signs, little hints, a word there and a word here. But they had both missed it.
Peggy wondered if she would have let her sister lick her cunt when they had been girls, if she had known Arlene had felt her up as she slept. She decided she probably would have. She had been such a hot little ass in those days, and the heat was still there. Yes, Peggy thought, she would have let Arlene suck her cunt. Perhaps she would have returned the favor, put her face between Arlene’s thighs. It would probably have been better than jacking off horny boys and suffering with need, herself. At least that way, she could have enjoyed orgasms without resorting to her own fingers.
Her hand rested on Arlene’s tits. She felt it moving as her sister breathed. She cupped the tit, kissing Arlene’s forehead tenderly. Arlene moaned softly and pushed her tit into Peggy’s hand firmly, sliding her own under Peggy’s skin.
“Peggy, you’re not ashamed, are you?” Arlene asked in a soft, hesitant voice.
“No way, Arlene,” Peggy said. “I needed it as much as you, you know.”
Arlene ran, her hand up Peggy’s skirt, hugging her hips. Peggy murmured softly and began to fondle Arlene’s tit, squeezing it, teasing the nipple with her thumb. She moved her hand down into the blouse and bra, closing her hand over her sister’s tit.
It felt strange, holding a tit that wasn’t her own, but she found it exciting. She stroked and squeezed, making her sister purr softly. Her other hand moved beneath Arlene’s skirt, sliding up the soft, satiny flesh of her thigh. Arlene opened her knees, and Peggy didn’t hesitate to cup the bubbling wetness of her pussy, feeling it through her skimpy panties. The feel of a cunt other than her own was also strange and exciting, and she rubbed a finger up and down the slit of Peggy’s cunt, feeling through the wet panties. Arlene squirmed her ass on the couch, purring hotly. Peggy moved her fingers into the elastic waistband of Arlene’s panties, her fingers sliding smoothly through the blonde cunt hair. She touched her sister’s knotted clit, making Arlene’s hips jerk and a soft, excited gasp come from her throat.
“Oh, yes, Peggy!�
� she cried hotly, lifting her hips.
Peggy slipped a finger into her sister’s cunt, and fucked it in and put slowly. The wet heat, the tightness, excited her, and she pumped the finger back and forth to the slow rhythm of Arlene’s hips. Fingerfucking another woman sent shivers of erotic heat through Peggy, and she closed her eyes to savor the feel, the wanton moment of touching and caressing this overheated pussy.
“Oooops!” a male voice gasped.
Peggy jumped.
Arlene jerked her head off Peggy’s tits, trying to shove her skirt down.
Her face burned with embarrassment as she saw her nephew, Ted, standing in the open doorway.
Peggy yanked her hand out of her sister’s panties and sat upright, trying to appear calm.
Ted, his eyes enormous, didn’t seem to know what to do. He averted his gaze quickly, but Peggy knew he had gotten a good look at what she and Arlene had been doing with each other. Ted turned, trying to walk and keep his back to them at the same time — but Peggy had seen the swift hardening of his cock inside his pants before he turned. She watched her son disappear into the kitchen.
“Oh, God!” Arlene gasped. “He caught us, Peggy! He saw what we were doing! I’ll die of shame, especially if he tells Henry.”
“You’ll live, Arlene,” Peggy said softly, kissing her sister’s mouth quickly. “I have a hunch Ted understands.”
“How could he understand this?” Arlene asked. “He’s too young to know what it is, what misery we both feel.”
“I still think he understands,” Peggy said. “I’m not going to stay to find out,” Arlene replied, getting to her feet. “Let me use your car, Peggy. I’ll bring it back tomorrow, then we can pickup wine.”
“Take it,” Peggy offered. “The keys are in my purse.”
“God, I hope he doesn’t tell Henry,” Arlene said, and she was gone.
I hope he does, Peggy thought, the idea forming in her mind before she was really aware of it. She had wondered how a mother seduced her young son. She still didn’t know, but it couldn’t be any different than what she had done with boys as a teenaged girl. Ted was so horny, she felt he would welcome an extra hand on his cock to help him come, whether it was his mother’s hand or some little girl’s hand.
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